The Proxima Century who was signaled, pursed her lips hard under the eyes of everyone and walked forward quickly.

I saw him skillfully take out a thin personal terminal from his backpack behind him and connect it to the identifier next to the door in front of him.

Then, the Proxima Centauri quickly waved his forelimbs and typing the buttons in front of him that looked like a "keyboard".

"Can you do it?"

Levay looked at the proximity who was concentrating in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

Faced with the inquiry, the Proxima Centre did not look up.

While typing the keyboard quickly, he spoke out: "Don't worry, the algorithm we used has not been replaced for 150 years."

Levay frowned: "What if... they changed the algorithm recently?"

"Those Lyles of the Academy of Sciences won't do these thankless things!" The Proxima Century who was typing on the keyboard said angrily, "Otherwise, how do you think I control these monitoring devices?"

The next moment, he narrowed his three pairs of visual organs slightly and tweaked a button hard.

"alright!"

The moment the words fell, the heavy main control room door slowly opened, revealing Ricks, who was covered in gray clothes, with a terror on his face.

...

First floor of the hatching center.

Aquitas walked among the pile of corpses, one foot deep and one foot shallow.

She resisted the constant surging nausea, squatted down and flipped the bodies of the thin Marus in stubbornness.

The surface of the corpse was covered with smooth blue blood.

Plus some exposed organs...

An extremely soft and smooth organ slid across her fingertips.

That's the thinking organ!

Aquitas couldn't help but vomit in the pile of corpses.

Even so, she still did not give up.

Once, twice, three times...

She kept rummaging through the body in front of her.

This is not... This is not...

As more and more corpses were searching for, Aquitas's inner anxiety and irritability gradually increased.

Where did that No. 12 Marus go?

Thinking of the Marus who told them the message, he might have been shot to death here by random shots, a strong sense of guilt arose in her heart.

Looking at the few Marus's corpse left in front of him, Aquitas silently closed three pairs of eyes.

She wanted to give up.

"Who!"

"come out!"

A few loud shouts came from afar.

Aquitas was stunned for a moment, with a little vigilance in his eyes.

Could it be... there are hidden enemies on the first floor of this hatching center?!

The next second, a sharp sound rang out.

"I, we are Marus, don't kill us!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Aquitas' heart beat violently!

She remembers this sound!

It's the No. 12 Marus!

She quickly moved her short lower limbs and ran towards the direction where the sound came!

When she saw Marus No. 12 standing by the wall, a round curve appeared on the skin on the top of her thinking organ.

Then, under the gaze of Proxima Century, she rushed to Marus No. 12, squatted down slightly, and hugged him tightly.

“Wow!”

“Wuhu ~”

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Sudden sighs came from the side.

As for Marus No. 12, his brain capacity is obviously not enough to handle so many complex events.

He stood there blankly, feeling an unprecedented warmth coming from his body.

Arquatas, who came to his senses, let go of his hand awkwardly, stood up slowly, and glared at the Proxima Century watching the fun around him.

"This is the No. 12 who risked his life to tell us the news!"

Hearing Aquitas' explanation, the Proxima Century around him looked at No. 12 with a little surprise and curiosity.

I don’t know when it started, a Proxima Centauri faced Marus No. 12 and spontaneously raised a hand and placed it on the top of his thinking organ.

Unlike the meaning of placing hands on top of the thinking organ, one hand means respect, not surrender.

These Proxima Centauri offered respects to Marus No. 12!

No. 12 Marus stood in the crowd, staring blankly at the magical scene in front of him.

...

At the same time, the main control room on the third floor of the incubation center.

A Ricks in gray was tied up and placed on the ground.

Ricks looked at the "rebels" in front of him with horror, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "Please, please, don't kill me."

"I can give you whatever I want!"

"I am Ricks, I have money, I have resources. As long as you let me go, I can give you anything!"

No one paid attention to him.

At this time, all the rebel Proxima Centauri were focused on a surveillance screen.

When he saw Aquitas running over and hugging a Marus with all his might, a sigh suddenly sounded in the main control room.

Almost all Proxima Centauri cast ambiguous eyes on Levay.

"Brother Livay, is that Marus No. 12 who told us the news?"

A Proxima Century pointed to the surveillance screen beside her and asked in a low voice.

Livay didn't answer, but just looked at the picture in front of her silently.

In the place that everyone did not notice, Livay's three pairs of eyes showed a bit of undetectable disgust and contempt.

"Livay?"

"Ah, yes!" Livay adjusted her expression, turned around, and introduced to everyone in a gentle tone, "That is what I said, a hero who is not afraid of danger and reveals all kinds of matters to us."

Hearing this, Ricks, who was lying on the ground, felt deeply confused and hatred!

"For, why?"

He struggled to ask and said.

Levay looked down at Ricks, and his voice suddenly became colder.

"Why?"

"Say, is there something wrong with the main star?"

The moment the words fell, Ricks was shocked.

He subconsciously closed the breathing hole and held his breath.

"What, what? I don't understand what you said?"

Levay opened the breathing hole and squirted out several scorching breaths. He raised the old gun in his hand and pointed it at Ricks's thinking organ.

"I'll ask for it last."

"Is something wrong with the main star?!"

The black and broken muzzle destroyed Ricks' psychological defense like a destruction.

"I said! I said! Don't kill me!!!"

...

More than ten minutes later.

Under Ricks' dismal gaze, Levay resolutely turned on the high-power communication equipment beside him.

"No, don't do this..." Ricks murmured to himself, "This will happen to something big..."

Livay ignored him and pressed the communication button on his own.

"Friends, I am Levay, an ordinary Proxima Centre."

"Sorry for disturbing your rest at this time."

"But next, I'm going to tell you something very important."

“…”

"Stand up, my fellow citizens!"

"Stand up, the Marus who don't want to surrender!"
Chapter completed!